The Hotel Guests and The Blindfold

Next, there is another cock in front of me. I suspect it belongs to whoever fucked that ass. It tastes of cum, and the same clove oil that was used on my backside. It is a similar size to Shaggy's, but with a little kink to one side. It is also just soft enough that I am able to choke down almost the whole thing. They thrust into my mouth a few times, withdraw and then adjust so I can lick the base of the shaft and the balls clean as well.

I am confident there is at least one more penis in the room, and I haven't had a cock in either my pussy or ass yet. I am pretty sure I know what is coming next. Someone gives me another few sips of coconut water before replacing the gag, and once again I find myself waiting. I want to say it is 5 or 10 more minutes before I feel a hand on my lower back. The headphones come off. The room is quiet. Shaggy leans next to me and speaks softly, gently in my ear.

"I am going to let Brent fuck you now, babe. The rest of us are done. He has been holding out for this. I am really glad you haven't seen his cock, Velma. I think you would be scared. He has my permission to absolutely ravage you. First, he is going to pound that sweet cunt of yours. Relax and enjoy it. Cum as many times as you want. Whenever he decides he's had enough pussy he is going to switch and fuck your ass. Oh babe I can't wait to see this. He is going to fill that ass of yours like it has never been filled. You are going to cum over and over again. Just remember I love you, and there is no guilt or shame here. When we get home we are going to watch this video over and over again and it is going to be the hottest fucking thing you have ever seen."

"One more thing, our viewers have been asking to hear you scream, and Brent wants that too. We're going to take the gag out. Scream and moan all you want. You can cry. You can even beg him to stop. But just know the safe signal hasn't changed. He will only stop if I tell him to, and I will only tell him to if I hear you snap your fingers. Don't you dare forget, all your sexy fuck holes still belong to me. He is only doing this because I am letting him. Understood?"

My whole body is trembling. I could tap out now. No one would judge me. But this is exactly the kind of thing I have been fantasizing about. I am determined to see it through. After everything they have done to me, I have zero shame left. That is the beauty of being degraded this way, it removes absolutely every inhibition a person has. I bet that is exactly why people do crazy shit like letting partners piss on them.

I nod my head.

Shaggy kisses my forehead, pulls the gag down and steps away.

Big hands grasp my hips. Someone else lifts my right foot and slides some sort of block underneath, then repeats with the left, raising my rear by several inches. My torso is raised for a second and a pillow slips under my chest and belly. How tall is this guy, I wonder.

A hand slides between my legs. Big fingers probe my cunt, stroking my clit and then reaching inside for the g-spot, I am already drenched, but this adds even more natural lubrication. Then the head of this man's massive cock rubs up and down my slit, getting nice and slippery. Slowly, carefully it pushes its way inside.

The feeling is incredible. He withdraws it a bit and then advances it further. Nice and slow. He takes me in slow, firm strokes. He seems to bottom out after a few thrusts, then backs out and drives it in even deeper. Two, three more slow advances, then he lets loose.

His speed increases and he pounds me like a jackhammer. My body is wrenched forward with each power thrust. "Oooooooohhhhhh" I start to moan involuntarily, "Oooooh god no it is too much. Oooh please, please just, just, just...." I want to beg him to stop but my brain won't even form the words. I can't even conjure up the idea of snapping my fingers. All I can do is lay here and take it as he drives into me over and over and over and over. He has the force and stamina of some kind of fucking machine. My thinking brain leaves my body. Everything stops existing except my cunt and that giant cock and this bed.

Someone is crouching next to me now, reaching between my legs. A vibrating wand clicks on and pushes firmly against my clit.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh fuuuuuckkkk" I scream as an orgasm hits hard and fast.

"Again!" Brent's voice barks from behind me. "Cum again whore!"

The vibrator holds steady and I obey. I bury my face in the bed and start to scream, high and sharp and animal-like. Brent grabs hold of my hair and pulls, making me keep my face up. "I can't hear you. Cum louder!"

"OH FUCK ME OH GOD OH NO PLEASE I AM CUMMING" I scream. "PLEASE I CAN'T NO MORE NOT AGAIN!"

He drops my hair and grabs my shoulders instead, driving himself into me even faster. Impossibly fast. Again and again and again and again and again and again. I'm sure the whole room is swaying. We're going to break the bed.

"Cum again bitch! Or is it time for me to fuck your ass instead?"

"Oh no please don't I can't take it oh god!" I try to bury my face into the bed but once again but he takes a big fist full of my hair.

My legs shake. My cum is pouring out around his cock and down my thighs. "FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" I yell as one more orgasm takes over. My vision darkens around the edges. I am barely breathing. He lets go of my hair and my face drops to the bed. I gasp and pant to catch my breath.

He chuckles and slows his pace. "Velma you horny, fat fucking slut." He hits me with a few more long, deep thrusts then slowly withdraws. The vibrator clicks off too.

I am still shaking all over. I am not even 100% conscious for a few seconds. Someone has a damp washcloth and runs it over my forehead. I get a few more sips of coconut water.

A moment later Brent grasps the butt plug in my ass, wiggles it a bit and slowly tugs. It breaks free with a pop.

"Oh man, Velma I wish you could see your ass right now," Shaggy comments. He must be standing close by videoing this. His voice at least reminds me, he is still here, I am still safe.

I feel a big glob of lube hit my ass hole. I snap fully back into the present.

"Please, please Brent, please be gentle. Oh god please," I beg.

"Beg me more, whore," he commands.

"Please I am begging you, go slow!"

"Beg me to fuck your fat ass gently."

"Please, please fuck it gently."

He plunges three fingers inside and I gasp. He works them in and out, side to side, spreading the lube around. His other hand gives my already sore ass cheek a hard slap. "That's not what I said, Bitch!"

"Please, fuck my fat ass gently!" I cry out. "Oooh please fuck it!" His fingers are so thick. I am going to cum again and he hasn't even gotten started.

"Beg me to cum in it!"

"Please cum in it," I beg, "Please Brent, please I am begging you, please be gentle and please, please cum in my fat ass!"

"Ok," he chuckles, "since you asked so nicely."

His fingers slip away. He places one hand on the mattress beside me and I feel the head of his giant cock probe my ass. He advances it very, very slowly. He barely gets the whole tip inside before backing out again. Two, three, four times he teases it this way. Then I feel him step a little closer. He eases it in a little deeper, then rests his other hand on my other side. His lips find their way to my shoulder and he kisses me softly. He plants little kisses between my shoulder blades as he eases in another inch.

I start to moan loudly and try to bury my face in the bed again. He gives my hair another tug.

"Here's the deal," he says in my ear, much too gently for what he is doing. "As long as you keep your head up, I will be so very Nice. And. Gentle." He draws those last three words out for emphasis. "But I want everyone in this hotel to know that you are cumming while having your fat ass fucked by my giant black cock. No hiding from it. If you're not screaming, I'm obviously not fucking it hard enough. Understood?"

"Oohhh god, yes, yes I understand."

"Tell me what you're going to do, slut."

"I'm going to keep my head up."

"And what?"

"And....ohhhh god fuck....and cum loud."

His hand gives my ass another smack. "Not good enough. Tell me exactly what you're going to do."

"I am going to cum, loud enough for the entire hotel to hear, while you fuck my fat ass slow and deep."

"Why? Why are you going to cum louder than you've ever fucking cum before?" He pushes in another inch. I can feel the head of his cock pressing down into my g-spot right through the wall separating my ass from my cunt.

"Oohhh fuck that feels good. Because if I don't you'll fuck me harder."

"No, bitch," he braces his hands on my shoulders and drives it a bit deeper with a sharp jolt. "You're doing this because you are a fucking slut who loves having a thick black cock in your ass."

"Ooooohhhhhh" I am teetering on another orgasm. I really, really don't think I can take any more. "Yessss" I hiss.

"Say it!" He commands. He pulls my hair again, harder, drives his cock deeper. I feel his teeth sink just a little into my shoulder.

"I am doing this because I am a dirty fucking slut who loves having, oh oh god fuck yes, who loves having a thick black cock in my ass!"

"LOUDER!" He barks.

"I AM A DIRTY FUCKING SLUT, BRENT, AND I LOVE HAVING YOUR THICK BLACK COCK IN MY FAT ASS!!!"

Proclaiming this breaks something inside me, my last shreds of shame. I let out a scream. The vibrating wand kicks back on and I scream and moan and whimper even louder.

And Brent hasn't completed even one full thrust yet. He backs out just a little, with so much control that it is hard to believe this is the same person who just ravaged my cunt like fucking was an Olympic sport. Then he eases back in. It is the most intense thing I have ever felt. It is almost too slow, amazing and torturous and I yelp and cry out and moan. My legs are shaking uncontrollably. I think my entire body has morphed into one giant orgasm. It never seems to stop. "Oh please Brent, just a little faster."

He obliges, still unbelievably gentle. The wand is clicked up to a faster vibration too. Impossibly, my orgasm gets even more intense. I lock my knees and push my ass up towards him, driving him even deeper. Then in a quick, determined movement, he pulls nearly all the way out and drives back in, once, twice, and then with the third thrust I feel him stiffen. He shoves his massive cock in to the hilt and lets out a low, guttural groan. His cum fills my belly deep and hot, and it is over.

I feel him sliding out, still agonizingly slow and gentle. My orgasm slows but I am still trembling with aftershocks as the last of his length slips out and the head pops free. The vibrator stops too. I feel Brent drop onto the bed to my right with a heavy sigh. I quiver again and then start to truly shake. I sob and tears soak the blindfold. Reassuring hands find their way to my back and shoulders.

Everyone should have an entourage of personal attendants after rough sex, I decide. Someone sits by my head, stroking my hair. It is Emerald, I realize when she softly starts to speak. "Shhh, it's ok, you did so good." She stays there close while someone else undoes the cuffs from my ankles and wrists. A warm washcloth gently wipes up the cum now leaking out of me. After another minute or two, I crawl up slowly the rest of the way onto the bed. Someone has a pillow ready for me and drapes a sheet over my backside. In a way, it seems ludicrous to care about dignity after what I've just done, but now that it is over there is a small shyness that works its way back in and after a day and a half naked I am grateful to be just a tiny bit covered, finally.

Emerald gives my hair a few more strokes and then moves away, replaced by another warm body lying on my left. Two strong hands are placed on my back, one from either side. I assume it is still Brent on the right. Shaggy curls closer to me on the left and says "Do you want the blindfold off?"

"After everyone leaves," I decide. Let some of the mystery persist.

I remain like that until I doze off.

Act 4: The Aftermath

Two months later, alone in our bedroom, the kids at a sleepover down the street, I decide I am finally ready to watch the video.

I needed to wait this long because that day, Shaggy and those guests truly changed my life. That level of change isn't something you recover from right away. I didn't speak to my husband at all on the drive home the next day, and that night I cried. When we had sex again a week later I cried more.

Don't misunderstand me. I have absolutely no regrets. But for about 75% of my life, I truly believed it was a sin to have sex with anyone but my spouse. I craved these things and simultaneously hated myself for it. I watched girl-on-girl porn and role-played orgies in chat rooms, then asked a friend to be my "accountability partner" and install parental controls on my computer for me (even though I was a completely grown-ass woman). I thought I was the lowest of the low, completely fallen and that if I really believed in Jesus and prayed hard enough he would erase every impure desire from my heart. When it didn't happen, and my desire for wild sexual experiences only grew, I assumed that meant I was just too far gone for redemption.

Now I mourn all those years that I spent torturing myself. I no longer believe in the Christian Heaven or Hell. Hell is thinking you are evil and broken when your mind and body yearn for completely normal things. Heaven is finally leaving that all behind. For me, it also means escaping my body entirely in a blissful haze of pain and pleasure and orgasms, at least every once in a while.

Watching the video I learn that there were actually 8 guests present, including Shaggy a total of 9 live witnesses to my experience. But that is nothing compared to the 4,213 people who watched it live.

And the 75,000+ who have now streamed the shortened pornhub version.

The two guests I never heard speak were a couple who just wanted to see some live BSDM. They spent the day in the other bed and only touched each other, except he was one of the people who peed on me, along with Jay, Brent and Keith. Shaggy wasn't one of them after all, although he has talked about doing it since then. Maybe someday soon.

During some of the times I had been left waiting the camera shifted to this other couple. That woman was a deep-throating expert.

Mistress is another big, beautiful woman like myself. She is a little younger than me, maybe 30. She is black or mixed and shaves her head.

Jenna was a fairly petite blond woman in her late 20s. She made Mistress cum three times to earn her place in front of my mouth during my spanking. The first time she got to eat her ass while holding a vibrator to her clit. Then Mistress made it more of a challenge. After some mouthwash, she used just her mouth on the Mistress's pussy, hands cuffed behind her back. The third time Mistress made her lay on her side watching me. Mistress lay behind her and Jenna got to use only her fingers, handcuffs still in place.

After my spanking, Shaggy had a pretty incredible time of his own. It was Emerald who he hooked up with. She was tan, tall and lean with long black hair and small, perky tits. She sucked his cock first and then rode him until he came in her pussy. "Don't worry, she's got that arm implant," he promises. "She was good, but she wasn't you."

The ass I had tasted belonged to Jay. Keith was the one who fucked them. It turns out Keith is also a manager at that hotel, a small wayside inn. Every room they had was booked that night by our guests. That explains why no cops got called with as loud as I was.

Finally, we reach the end of the video, I watch Brent fuck me and hear my voice for the first time, begging him, confessing what a slut I am. It was all real. Brent is about 40, with dark black skin and hair kept short on top and shaved on the sides. He looks like he could have been in the military or played college football in his prime, and still works out. He is well over 6 feet tall, and his cock has to be 11 inches long, and thick. I'm glad he didn't try to put it down my throat first. It had been Shaggy crouching there next to me holding the vibrator.

While we watch this part, Shaggy fingers my clit gently and I lazily stroke his cock. We wait until it is over to turn up the intensity. It is amazing, passionate lovemaking. He finishes in my ass, because he knows how much I enjoy it. Even this is done with love and respect.

After, we spoon for a while.

"They want us to come back, you know." He tells me.

"You've been talking to them?" I am surprised. We've always said each hookup was one time only.

"Just over email, Mistress reached out to me. I told her I would need to talk to you. She's got a whole club of people, really diverse, body positive, that kind of stuff. That's actually why I picked them, she sent me references from a lot of her subs. She's happy to meet with us again by herself or with however many people we want."

"Yes," I decide. "I would like that."

"Do you want me to plan it all again? Any special requests?"

That's when I remember.

"Just one thing we need to fix for next time," I say.

I find the key to my nightstand, hidden behind the headboard to keep the kids out of our toy collection. I open it up and pull out a handful of handkerchiefs. From a dish on top of the nightstand, I retrieve a set of manicure scissors.

One by one, I cut all the rosa-blanca.ru off.